Yesterdays are now empty in their space
Strangely forgotten in their many ways
All thoughts to paleness inside and out
Ways of their wings gone somewhere about
Reality summers in lost lonely gone song
Mind-set pleasures vanishing in their long
Temperaments of winter - like cold outside
Inside those thoughts that once did abide
Indifference now in their moods and gain
Love that was a feeling now lost in vain
Playful and mildness so full once of dance
Between forward time -mislaid in trance
Radiance of its perfect pleasuring bloom
Now gray with fallen leaves to its doom
How suddenly all went - worthy its name
Like a fire burning down in dying flame
Oh passion that many times succeeded
Now you have no attention that’s needed
How your flowers have fallen to wildness
All those colors of blossoms in mildness
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